[Closed] I could ask

[yousaytron]

Who: isayvol & yousaytron
When: July 14thish
Where: Lance's temple.
What: Lookin' for a place to stay ayyy.


[It's been a couple of days since Sasuke disappeared, along with his temple, leaving Keith with pretty much no idea of what to do next. It's been a couple of days since he gathered up whatever he had left and set out to... maybe try and find out what happened? He wasn't sure, really, between remembering his god mentioning having issues with loyalty, and the fact that sometimes people simply vanish from the Far Shore without a trace, the outcome here could go either way, he figures.

It's after a couple of days that he figures he should probably slow down, though. He has no home base, nowhere to really be stopping to rest, and it's definitely starting to wear him down. Which is how he came to find himself in front of the temple of Tlaloc. It is, if nothing else, a place he should by all means be allowed to crash at, should he need it. But now that he's in front of it... he's suddenly feeling unsure on how to go about getting in. Is Lance even there?? He has no idea!

After a few moments of hesitation, standing awkwardly at the entrance of the temple, Keith fishes his phone out of the bag slung over his shoulder.]

Are you home right now?

[Surely, surely this isn't a terribly awkward way to go about this. The text is sent off to Lance, and now he waits.]

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[isayvol]

[...wtf Keith.

Lance peers out the nearest window towards the door. Welp. There's Keith. He shoots off another quick text as he heads to the door.]

wtf dude

[The moment he reaches the door, he opens it up and narrows his eyes at Keith.]

...you know you can just come in, right?

[yousaytron]

[Look, he definitely looks too tired to deal with this amount of sass (it's not sass Keith jesus christ), and just sort of gives Lance a flat look.]

I'm coming in now then.

[Yeah sure that works.]

[isayvol]

[A HEAVY SIGH before Lance steps back, holding the door open for Keith and gesturing for him to come in.]

Yeah, yeah, like I said, you could've done it anyway geez...

[yousaytron]

[He was sort of expecting Lance to maybe give him a hard time over such a sudden appearance, rather than over him not just barging in, but he also doesn't really want to divulge the reason for his abrupt visit right away either. So... he's not going to complain.]

I'll... keep that in mind.

[Like he didn't really expect it to be okay in the first place, or something.]

[isayvol]

[Gaaaaaah whyyyyyy Keeeeeith.

Lance rolls his eyes so hard.]

Look, you're my shinki. So... mi casa es su casa and all that.

[He waves a hand vaguely.]

[yousaytron]

... Right.

[It still feels weird, considering how little time the two of them actually spend bonding as a team, or anything like that.

Regardless, he'll enjoy this bit of time afforded to him to not open up about what's going on. There's something inherently comforting about being inside a temple where he 'belongs' after spending so much time trekking around outside, after all.]

[isayvol]

[Once Keith is properly inside, Lance shuts the door behind him. He takes a moment to look over his friend - something seems off, unless his Keith senses are completely off base here.

He crosses his arms over his chest, eyeing the other boy up and down.]

...you want a sandwich or something?

[Yeah, that's how you help.]

[yousaytron]

[There's a part of him that feels like she should be being more stubborn about this, he really just wants to find a mostly-horizontal surface to crash and sleep on and just kind of shut down for a few hours...

but another part of him is actually really hungry, and the offer for a sandwich is awesome to that part of him.]

That... sounds nice.

[isayvol]

[...whoa. Okay. Keith is being... mildly agreeable. Something seriously must have happened! Lance isn't about to push it right now though.]

Alright then. One sandwich, coming right up!

[He gestures to a couch.]

You can, you know, sit down while you wait.

[yousaytron]

[Keith regards the couch, almost like he didn't quite realize it was an option, before tossing his bag on one side of it and flopping down in exhaustion on the other. Head back and arms slung over the back of the couch, he lets out a heavy sigh.

Okay, this is nice. Maybe he didn't quite realize how tired he was until he let himself relax.

But, yeah, form here, he's probably gonna be pretty quiet unless Lance speaks up first.]

[isayvol]

[It's okay because Lance is busy making a sandwich! And when he comes back, he's got a sandwich for each of them and a couple of sodas too.

He sets the sandwiches on the coffee table and holds a bottle out to Keith.]

Not really sure what you like, so I just made you what I like. Hope that's okay.

[yousaytron]

[It takes him a second to realize that he's been rejoined, almost as if he dozed off right there n the couch. Embarrassing! Good job you dweeb! After a mild start, he accepts the offered drink and sandwich.]

Honestly, anything sounds good right now.

[If the growling of his stomach wasn't enough to make that point obvious. Let's chow down my dude!!]

[isayvol]

[Lance raises an eyebrow at that, but he doesn't make any comment on it. He'll get to the bottom of this all in due time.]

Well then eat up. I mean, it's meant for you too anyway, you know?

[Ugh, this is awkward. Lance promptly shoves a bite of food into his mouth. Mmmm, sandwich.]

[yousaytron]

[Yeah, that was definitely kind of mega awkward, but Keith is absolutely not going to draw attention to it either, and instead gets busy on munching down on that sandwich.

No talking, only food now.]

[isayvol]

[Oooookay. Keith is obviously very hungry.]

Dude. Have you not been eating???? You've gotta take care of yourself better!

[Some indignation.]

[yousaytron]

[NO TALKING ONLY FOOD

actually no he has something snide to say about this so he might as well.]

I already died once, what's the worst that could happen here?

[It... really doesn't seem like not taking care of himself is going to re-kill him, or anything? He's tired, and low on energy, but it's not like there's any sort of edge for him to get pushed over.]

[isayvol]

[Dude, no, that's not an okay thing to say! Lance stares at him.

And then promptly smacks the back of his head.]

What the heck is your problem?! Don't say stuff like that! Take care of yourself, and no arguments!

[He got... weirdly mad about that. Okay.]

[yousaytron]

Gk-! [Yeah okay that was out of line but MAYBE DON'T HIT HIM OVER IT?]

Look, I'm just... ['Tired as hell my dude.'] I've been busy, okay?

[Leave him alone!!]

[isayvol]

[Lance glares at his stupid shinki.]

You know that I can feel what you're feeling, right?

[He lets out a groan.]

This explains why I've been feeling so bad lately, geez...

[yousaytron]

... You can?

[He hasn't figured that out yet???]

[isayvol]

[ohmygod Keith why.]

Yeah, dude! I can tell you're feeling...

[He leans in, squinting at Keith.]

Confused and ... abandoned?

[yousaytron]

[Keith, conversely, leans back, bristling defensively at the sudden invasion of his space coupled with the shockingly accurate assessment. Cut to the quick, goodness.]

. . . Sasuke disappeared.

[All right, if we're getting straight to the point of the matter, then so be it. Clearly there's no reason to dance around the subject if his own feelings are that apparent, but it still does sound like the statement is one he has to drag out of himself.]

[isayvol]

[Lance immediately backs off, his eyes going soft. He gently puts a hand on Keith's shoulder.]

Oh... Keith, I'm so sorry.

[Especially since Sasuke seemed like a cool dude and... well... Keith obviously liked him better than Lance.]

[yousaytron]

[Keith exhales softly, a small dismissal of the other's apology.]

It's not like we were particularly close or anything, but it didn't seem right to not look for him. [And, even now, he still wants to go back out and do some more searching.]

[isayvol]

[Taking his hand back, Lance lowers it to his lap and looks at it.]

Yeah. I get that.

[He sighs and leans back.]

Hey, if you want some help, I can definitely lend you a hand...

[yousaytron]

[Here he sighs softly, letting his own tension drop a little now that the cat of why he's here in the first place is out of the bag and just feeling... tired.]

I dunno. [He doesn't like feeling so indecisive about what he wants to do from here, but right now,] I'm just kinda tired now. It's been a few days. I heard that gods can disappear for good without a trace, and that's... probably what happened here. [Hmm.] He mentioned having problems with sticking around in groups before, so I thought, maybe...

[You know.]

[isayvol]

[Lance nods, understandingly.]

You were hoping he'd just run off for a bit. I get it.

[He gestures around, widely.]

Well, you really are welcome to stay. I've got a room made up for you and everything. So you don't even have to sleep on the couch.

[yousaytron]

[Still, it feels kind of foolish in hindsight.]

His temple disappeared and everything... [He sighs, heavy and tired. But, the offer is actually pretty welcome, he's just having a lot of trouble expressing it well in this state.] Thanks. [So heartfelt.] I mean, even a couch would be better than nothing.

[isayvol]

Well don't you worry! I'm not going anywhere anytime soon!

[At least not without Keith. Nope.]

So you'll have a room here for as long as you're here.

[He puffs up. Hoping he seems cool.]

[yousaytron]

You say that, but it doesn't seem like the kind of thing anyone has any control over.

[He isn't... mad about it, exactly. It's a frustrating prospect, and part of him is just being combative because it feels like the natural thing to do in this situation, but he also doesn't really want to even start to get his hopes up that anything is really permanent here.

But,] I'll take the room as long as it's here. I'm your shinki too, after all.

[isayvol]

[Lance waves a hand.]

You let me worry about that, Keith-y boy. I promise they can't force me away. I'm too stubborn.

[...ah, but yay! Keith is gonna be staying with him! That fills Lance with warm fuzzies.]

Great! I'll... uh... make sure everything's not dusty, then. So you can... avoid allergies or something.

[yousaytron]

[Keith-y boy...........

...

He'll let it slide. For now.]

How kind of you. [Even in this circumstance, he can't stop himself from getting a snide comment in. Excellent.]

[isayvol]

[...............

Lance narrows his eyes.]

Do I detect a hint of sarcasm, Mullet?

[Ohgodno, not with that nickname.]

[yousaytron]

[Oh man, he really wants to rise to that bait, but as it is, he can only allocate so much energy to being a petty and combative teenager right now, so instead he just kind of groans.]

How about we don't do this right now?

[As if he didn't start it or something.]

[isayvol]

[...erk. Okay, fair point. Lance just ... takes a deep breath and lets it out.]

Right. Right. Sorry.

[He runs a hand through his hair.]

Ugh. I'm just gonna... go then. Let me know if you need anything. Okay?

[yousaytron]

[... He sort of feels like he may have messed up a little. And he also sort of feels like he should say something to smooth it over.]

I mean it, though. Thanks.

[It's kind of a hard point to reiterate, but he does sound sincere about it at least.]